White as a magnolia, Yellow as the Daffodil, Orange as Tulips and White as the Lotus on a calm lake.
These are the color of life,
Float
Think
Watch
Talk
Touch
Dance
One
Float

Sunday, October 17, 2010

Waiting

Sitting on a soft coachIn a sunny afternoonNothing to worry aboutMercy full that there peopleWho do not know the direction of the gainFocused on only one thingFocusedFilled with joyListening to sound of paradiseSeeing my reflection in the beautiful landscape of the green

So soft outside, touch ableKnowing that it is much softer insideThenOne by oneRelease the circles from their bondAll to be enableTo see the two diamonds shiningAnd the beauty of the curvesCurves within curvesKnowing that the red treasure is hidden under

I move my fingers up and downFelling the warmth and the slow beat of the want

ThenWanting to contact with the softnessWanting to merge with the heatKnowing there is only one circle is leftOn the milky horizonFollowed by the entangled parallel metalsTightly encompassing each otherLike my dream of being with you

What a beautiful colorRemind me of the color of a perfectPale green statue of Buddha I saw when I was youngI part the entangled metal from its tight holdersAnd let the pale green meet theafternoon sun

Then she smilesFloating in the air

I move my hand to the boundaries of happinessWhere the softness is hiddenWhere you can imagine a blossomed magnolia flowerCalling you to explore the heat hidden with in itSo softSo soft

She smiles againShe is so relaxFloating in the airSun encompassing her like a flowerIn a late afternoonI can feel the circle within circleI can feel the magical lumpI can feel the convergence of the softness

The she look at meFloat upwardAll of my senses are flooded with taste of honeyAll of my senses are filled with smell of peachesAll of my senses are overwhelmed with the heat of the touch

I am floating with herAnd the time stops

I know that to experience such a bright sun, you need to live in darknessI know that to understand the joy, you need to apply painI know that to remember such a beautiful moment, you need to be agile

But I am lost in dream of the merging bodiesI am lost in the knowledge of knowing this might be my last danceI am lost in enjoyment of that I will live with this memory for a long timeI am lostJust enjoying the moment..